A birch forest, the tune, lyrics, background, and artistic conception are integrated, and the audience burst into tears when they hear it under the gentle whispering singing.

Miss Hu of the Tianxiang Song and Dance Troupe finally understood why Mu Shaodong was so worried before, and she asked herself that all the songs of Tianxiang could not reach the strength of the impact of this birch forest on the audience's heart.

"Jiang Xingchen, it's really amazing! I said why he only prepared three tracks, such a song, such a poignant story, one is enough to affect the mood of the audience......

Thinking in her heart, she couldn't help but wonder what Bauhinia's second song would be.

Not only Miss Hu, but the whole audience is waiting for Bauhinia's continued performance. There are three tracks in total, and the first one is so classic. What about the second one, will it be better than the first one?

At this time, the curtain slowly pulled up, and the audience immediately fell silent, and all their attention was focused on the stage.

"Huh?" everyone was stunned, and then there was a low discussion, the situation on the stage was completely different from what they imagined, there was no background arrangement, only a guzheng was alone in the center of the stage.

"What's this going to show?"

"I don't know, but it must have something to do with the guzheng!"

"Isn't this nonsense, there is only one guzheng on the whole stage......"

"Don't talk about it, here we go!"

The venue became silent again, and Jiang Xingchen walked on the stage alone, his expression was both sad and heavy, and his hearts were tight.

Sitting in front of the guzheng, Jiang Xingchen gently flickered, and several discontinuous crisp sounds jumped into the audience's ears.

"Huh?" The audience was even more surprised, because it didn't look like music at all, but like random fiddling.

However, the current audience will not have any thoughts of taking it lightly, and the impact of the birch forest just now on them. It's just too big.

This is especially true of the Bauhinia fans who came over with the empire, Jiang Xingchen can always use seemingly inconspicuous tunes to interpret classics. The original Xiaoao Jianghu was like this, and the birch forest just now was also like this, so it is definitely needless to say now.

Sure enough, several scales joined together to form a beautiful melody. At this time, a curtain suddenly fell on the stage, completely blocking Jiang Xingchen and Guzheng.

On the curtain, an angel with white wings is depicted. Smiled in mid-air and stared down. On the ground, a little girl is depicted, looking up at the sky in a sea of pink flowers.

The image lingers for a moment, then slowly rises again. This time. The background of the stage has changed. Although the music is still there, Guzheng and Jiang Xingchen are gone. The stage in the back half. It was furnished into a simple bedroom. On a small bed, Mei'er was lying flat on it, breathing rapidly, while the old man was sweating profusely and tried his best to help.

"What the hell is going on!" the audience was even more puzzled, Jiang Xingchen played. The picture scroll of the man with wings, and the healing scene behind it, are completely out of tune.

Then the curtain falls again, but this time it's not a large-scale picture. Rather, it is a small picture, which is full of all kinds of happy fairy tales.

The music stopped, and Jiang Xingchen led Mei'er out and told her the above stories one by one.

"Wasn't this little girl seriously ill just now, why is she getting better now?" The audience's curiosity became stronger and stronger. All watched carefully, for fear of missing a detail.

Jiang Xingchen's aura was very powerful, and at this time, there was silence in the field, and his voice reached everyone's ears lightly.

Through Guò Jiang Xingchen's narration to Mei'er, the audience can be regarded as knowing what a fairy tale is, and the person with wings in the picture just now is called an angel......

On the stage, with Jiang Xingchen's explanation, the little girl showed a yearning color.

After that, the picture rose, and the stage layout changed to the Imperial Academy again, and Jiang Xingchen was following a group of students to learn the guzheng together.

The background further back became Jiang Xingchen practicing the guzheng at home, and Mei'er stared at him with a smile and listened carefully.

"Does it sound good?" Jiang Xingchen asked.

"That's good!" replied Mei'er.

"I'll play for you at the biggest venue in the future!"

"Don't deceive people, it's a word!" Mei'er once again showed a look of yearning.

At this time, the first music sounded, and in the background of the stage, Jiang Xingchen successfully got the opportunity to perform at the venue.

The audience at the scene was happy. Before they knew it, they were drawn to the story again, and their feelings fluctuated, and at the moment they hadn't even figured out what the first scene was about.

But just when the audience was happy, a thunderbolt fell on a sunny day, and Mei'er was diagnosed with a terminal illness.

The little girl was grief-stricken, but she didn't want to tell Jiang Xingchen, for fear of delaying his performance.

Until one day, when Mei'er was listening to Jiang Xingchen's performance, she suddenly fainted and fell to the ground......

The scene changed again, and the middle of the stage turned into a separate guzheng, and Jiang Xingchen slowly walked up. At the back of the stage, there is still the layout of the bedroom, and Mei'er is lying on the bed, breathing rapidly and pale. The old man tried to help, but shook his head with a sigh.

In an instant, all the viewers understood that the pictures and scenes were strung together into a complete story. The protagonist of the story is Jiang Xingchen, who is about to play, and the little girl who is seriously ill and dying.

"I can't remember how long it was time since I heard you and told me your favorite story......"

Jiang Xingchen's singing voice finally sounded, similar to the birch forest, still low, like crying.

Those who have just read the whole story will sound and experience a completely different meaning at this time.

Although Jiang Xingchen fulfilled his promise and performed at the venue. But the little girl who was seriously ill and dying could not hear it. Obviously, the scenes set up on the stage are very close, but in the hearts of the audience, they are so far apart, it is sad.

And the "favorite stories" in the lyrics are, of course, those beautiful fairy tales from before. The contrast between the front and rear hatchbacks makes this scene full of poignancy.

"I thought about it for a long time, and I started to panic, did I do something wrong again......"

The song continues, and the whole story is told by the lyrics again, and Jiang Xingchen seems to be telling the grief in his heart.

"You cried and said to me, fairy tales are all lies, I can't be your prince, maybe you won't understand, since you said you love me, my sky, the stars are bright......"

When they sang this, many of the audience couldn't control it anymore and tears flowed down their eyes!

"I would like to become the angel you love in a fairy tale, open your hands, become wings to protect you, you have to believe, believe that we will be like in a fairy tale, happiness and joy are the end...... I want to become the angel you love in the fairy tale, open your hands and become wings to protect you, you have to believe, believe in us...... Write together, our ending!"

In this section of the high ~ tide part, Jiang Xingchen sang three times in a row, and the tune was higher than again, as if he wanted to shout out his heart loudly.

The audience immediately thought of the picture scroll at the beginning, the yearning for beauty and fulfillment, and the contrast with the reality described in the song, almost no one was not moved.

Jiang Xingchen himself was a little sour in his heart, and the scene of running for medical treatment with the critically ill Mei'er in the snowy night came out unconsciously!

In the background at the back of the stage, Mei'er seemed to hear Jiang Xingchen's singing and saw his performance at the venue, and tears flowed down her eyes.

This is not only a stage design, but also a true portrayal of her heart. For more than a year, my brother has really guarded himself like an angel with open wings, giving himself joy and making himself happy.

"Write together, our ending...... The city described by my brother is the ending we wrote together!" Mei'er closed her eyes and let the tears continue to fall.

At the end of the last part of the song, in the bedroom in the background of the stage, Mei'er struggled to stand up, smiled in the direction of Jiang Xingchen, and then fell down again.

The last scene was like a sledgehammer that shattered the hearts of all the audience.

Everyone knows what Mei'er's smile means, it is a smile of wish fulfillment! She obviously couldn't see Jiang Xingchen's performance, but at the last moment of her life, she felt the realization of her wish, and she also seemed to hear her lover's heart.

The canvas slowly falls, the one at the beginning of the track, with an angel in mid-air looking down with a smile. A little girl on the ground, standing in the sea of pink flowers, looked up, her hands clasped tightly in front of her chest.

Such a happy picture, but in the minds of the audience is Mei'er's last smile.

"Poignant!" is a word that comes to the minds of the audience at the same time, this is a story that is too poignant, and it is also a song that is too poignant. Compared to the birch forest just now, the bombardment to them was greater.

Behind the stage, Jiang Xingchen slowly exhaled a long breath, this adapted fairy tale, he spent the most energy. This song originally used a piano, and he used a guzheng instead, which was really reluctant. The artistic conception and effect are far inferior.

Fortunately, according to the MV of the original song, he made the story more detailed, and completely used the story to arouse the audience's feelings, which can be regarded as slightly making up for the shortcomings of the instrument.

"Wow~" applause was even warmer than just now, and people made no secret of their admiration for this track.

Even the people of the Tianxiang Song and Dance Troupe couldn't help but applaud along. Miss Hu wiped the corners of her eyes, and couldn't help but praise in her heart: "This is true love!"

In the box on the second floor, although the Yangliu family was unhappy with Bauhinia, their slightly reddened eyes still betrayed their inner feelings.

And in the big box in the middle, the old queen mother and a group of warblers and warblers were crying even more. Women are generally more moved by such stories.

Backstage, Wanrou wiped her tears and said to Jiang Xingchen: "When you practiced before, I never thought this song would be so touching!"

"It's not the song that's moving, it's the story depicted in the song!" Jiang Xingchen said with a smile.

"After this song, the audience's feelings must have been bombarded, and it is estimated that they have been biased towards us!"

"It's not enough! we have one last song!" Jiang Xingchen said, shaking his fist vigorously. (To be continued......)

PS: Garlic is a little urgent to do in the morning, and I won't come back until noon!

Second, it should be done before 9 p.m.!